Just the way you flow through a crowded room
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with that long tangled blonde hanging down.
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Just the way you move to the groove playing in my head.
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The soft of your lips, the touch of your hand,
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to being your man when it's time to go.
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Even if you never broke my heart,
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Even if you never broke my heart,
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I'd still be begging you to tear it apart.
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Even if you never broke my heart.
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If you were mine again by now
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we'd be making out in the backseat of a city cab.
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We'd hit the floor just past the door
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cause we can't wait, baby we can't wait.
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There'd be the sun coming through
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the window and you still being here.
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Even if you never broke my heart,
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Even if you never broke my heart,
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I'd still be begging you to tear it apart.
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Even if you never broke my heart.
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Broke My Heart
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| David Nail |
